While crewing on a sail boat during a Regatta between Florida and Texas once we were becalmed for several days nothing much to do but sit there and discuss our bad luck for missing the wind or drop a hook We got ta eat don't we/ The captain hooked something I don't think it ever broke surface but he fought that fish until his arms gave out. Pretty much everyone took their turn on trying to just get a glimpse of what ever was on the hook this went on for what seemed like hours and maybe it was hours but the main billowed and it was time to cut and run fishing was one thing but the race wouldn't wait for us. we came in 12th out of 50 so at least we weren't the only ones stranded on dead waters that time.